The monster's fated prey
"The bond has rotted your minds!"
Aziel caught the man’s wrist, his grip so fierce the bones crunched. He leaned in, his eyes hard as flint. "We aren't monsters, Thorne. We’re the evolution you were too afraid to achieve." He twisted, and the traitor slumped, his life leaking into the dirt.
"Corrupted?" Aziel roared to the remaining combatants, his voice resonating with a terrifying, amplified authority. "The bond has made us unstoppable! Lior, show them! What does the prophecy show you now?"